her sister was my babysitter
she had a coloring book
crayons too
do you want to color with me
♥
teenagers exploring life
we were inseparable
hanging from sun up
to the late hours
we spent our days in a haze
smoking herb
sometimes called cheeba
grass or refer
♥
smoked joints not blunts
the Rasta’s rolled splifts
started the morning sparking
orange fingertips
smoking all day
she got paranoid
I laughed
♥
his name was Skull
the other was Sly
bad boys they were
members of a gang
we heard
♥
remember Snider
the old man who
wanted to seduce you
with cheddar cheese
♥
quarts of beer
45 for you
ol’ E for me
on the handball court
from sun up to sun down
we couldn’t be beat
the higher we got
the better we played
today I blamed the game
for arthritis in my hands
♥
those were the days
taking max, the faithful dog
for a walk, to steal a smoke
or maybe to chicken delight
for a bag of fries
were they really good
or was it just the munchies
♥
oh so long ago
the dreams we had
the realities we lived
I missed you, my friend
my sister
♥
I have a coloring book
want to color with me?
♥
©Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria
2/26/16
A few days ago, a friend I’ve known my whole life called. Turns out she was reading my blog for some time now. So I dedicate these memories to her. 😉
Stop by tomorrow and read Alone Again and Again and Again
One more thing!!! I started new blog Hidden Temptation please follow as I share my writing and upcoming publishing process. As of now I will only be posting there on Tuesdays and now on Thursdays too.
silentlyheardonce 
to the old days!
When life was so much simpler.
yes!
Love this Kim! 🙂
Thank you love.
Kim, what a nice tribute to a friend and time you spent together. I love the opening and close of the coloring book. It ties it all up so well. Keith
Thanks Keith. As you see I have an adult coloring book. 🙂
Coloring is so soothing. Being a poor artist I need the lines.
Me too. Though my mother thought I had artistic talent and sent me to all kinds of art classes growing up.
A hotchpotch of memories, Kim; so diverse and colourful… 🙂
Thank you Carolyn.
Your life’s voice rings so clear in these lines…how you lay bare what has happened in the past with such skill and honesty…another wonderful write.
Thank you always for your kind words.
it seems I am unable to sent a friend invite on Facebook???
Do you use the same name? I’ll send you one. I can’t get that link to work. I will do it when I get up I’m still in bed reading on the tablet.
color is always good to share what you feel and ideas…great post
Yes. Thank you.
My pleasure…classical:)